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erratic_prophet | 13 June, 2006 11:15

Dear life,

Stop sucking.

Ready to pimp slap someone,

R

***

Dear work,

Yesterday made me happy. Things went well. All was busy when it should have been, all was quiet when it needed to be. I look forward to days like that. That is, until I come home and look up my up-coming check online and see you totally screwed me out of money. I want my $28.56, dammit! And? I totally hate that one manager. She's a wench. Also? Could you possibly schedule me for more hours? I'm sure I don't need to sleep or eat or breathe. Yes, that was sarcasm.

Hugs an' kisses,

R


Dear social life,

You're possibly worse than regular life. You've flat-lined.

In mourning,

R

***

Dear audio books,

You're my only friends now. So much easier than carting around a book. Not that I even have a chance to look at a book lately. But now I can read without reading! Miracle of miracles!

Always willing to lend an ear,

R

***

Dear bed,

I miss you.

Longingly,

R

[Reply]

We share the same life, whod'a thunk it?!!

Michelle — 14 Jun 2006, 02:19

[Reply]

Hope that makes you feel better. How are the kiddies and mom?

Dee — 14 Jun 2006, 11:07

[Reply]

It totally messed my comment. I hugged you in the first line(which is now not displayed) and then I said that I hope the hug makes you feel better. Now my comment looks like I'm just teasing you :(
Sorry!

Dee — 14 Jun 2006, 11:08

[Reply]

Michelle- It must be something in the air..

Dee- Everyone's fine. I've been insanely busy. I guess I'll rest when I'm dead.

Erratic Prophet — 16 Jun 2006, 10:14

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